L J's Reflections On the True Meaning of Life

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Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Thus Far...

74. THUS FAR… From the darkest years of sorrow, From the gloomy days of pains, And through thick and thin, Have we survived but with strength, Thus far we have lived, From the bloodshed of bloody battles, From the battlegrounds of death, And from the endless massacre of our veterans, Have we... Sign in to see full entry.

There are times

73. THERE ARE TIMES… I n life, there are times when we are faced with sorrow, And the troubles of the yesteryears gone, keep us from seeing a brighter tomorrow, It is at such a time as this that we ought to appreciate the works of nature, And with the right attitude look into the future, In... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, April 20, 2009

Lifted!

Once I was, wretched and impoverished, Wallowing in the valley of penury and despair, Groping through the dark worlds of oblivion, almost a non-entity to the surrounding world, and insignificant in the eyes of my generation, Then as I sat in the mud of loneliness and lay by the streams of... Sign in to see full entry.

Believe!

Though the mountains seem insurmountable, The hills with ruggedness rip off the soles of your feet, The valleys seem too low and unpleasant to tread, And the woods too gruelling to plod, Just believe! Though the winds seem not to believe in your resilience as they toss you to and fro, And the oceans... Sign in to see full entry.

The World I Crave

It's a planet where nature is given a chance at a life, A system where the rich and poor are treated equally; males and females are given equal opportunities of existence, A universe where justice knows no bounds, and faces no threat, It's a conglomerate where every one's opinions and culture are... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Hope

From the heights and skies fell I, Crashing with a thud to the depths and abyss of a painful plight, My glory turned to groaning, Traumatized I became, With the embittering woes of my foes; With the perpetual jeers and sneers of my peers, I became disgruntled, With emotions twisted, Like a drowning... Sign in to see full entry.

The Path Of Greatness

Ripped of its plainness by the indelible footprints of gems past, Made rugged by the courageous feet of the brave, A path it has become not to be trodden or plodded by bunches of cowards, Known only to those with a passion to tread the dusty lanes of life, With a vision of leaving it littered with... Sign in to see full entry.

Running Water

Starts like a channel of water with negligible speed, Flows with a constant pace in a peaceful state, Enjoys the mild breezes and rushes along with freshness, With the progression of time, It graduates into a stream and then a river supplemented by other sources, Its velocity becomes high, Its... Sign in to see full entry.

Abused

Torn-apart by the violent winds of assault; ripped of sanctity, Emotionally disfigured in the flames of forceful penetration; devoid of purity, Her life in tatters, lie, bruised and traumatized, Denied of rights which to her, legitimately belongs, Wounded by those from whom healing, she desired, her... Sign in to see full entry.

Leaving A Legacy

In life there comes a time when history has to speak for us, When our works are to be read out upon opening the annals of time, When we have to leave indelible footprints on the dusty lanes of life as we walk past, It's a time; When what you knew matters not, but what you taught, When what you earn... Sign in to see full entry.

About this Blog

A series of poems which exposes the writer's thoughts, ruminations and reflections on the true meaning, nature and principles of life. In the collection the writer bares his mind on life from different facets and perspectives, revealing to his readers the whole integration of life and how to make the best out of it. The writer also explores the life of certain unique personalities in using them as the subjects of some of his poems. An example is the poem ABUSED; in which the writer explores the desecrated life of an African slave girl, defiled and abandoned to fate. The writer then goes on to reveal the girl's innermost heart's yearnings in the last stanzas of the poem.

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